here me out, the Black Brothers are Simps™️
artist Sirius has a sketchbook filled with drawings of Remus and every part of him
writer Regulus has a notebook filled with love poems and sad gay poetry about James

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here me out, the Black Brothers are Simps™️
artist Sirius has a sketchbook filled with drawings of Remus and every part of him
writer Regulus has a notebook filled with love poems and sad gay poetry about James
Writer regulus×beta reader Pandora
She's the only reason he adds happiness to his fics (there's only so much he can hurt her)
Sometimes, all that's on my mind is sculptor Barty with a hundred sculptures of Regulus that he's carefully molded with his hands and writer Regulus with a hundred poems about Barty he's spent hours stringing words together for, sharing a small studio apartment together in the middle of a city, listening to their shared playlist as they lounge around and create their own forms of art
//ooc
excited to announce my return to writing in the form of a jegulus AU
( if you see this from my other account @that-one-gay-from-the-gay-club is me, so please don't start yelling at me about it "not being my fic" )
writer regulus writes the best when he’s really sad (this is a good thing because regulus’ default setting is sadness)
Writer!Regulus who has bizarre, insane, downright undescribable dreams that he turns into book ideas. Like he wakes up one day so disheveled but he's pulling his laptop out with a doc already open and he's writing everything he remembers, barely aware of what he's writing.
Everyone's always like, how TF do you come up with these plots? And regulus is just like my mind obviously.
And it's literally his mind...the dreams he has are baffling to him and he decides to write it down one day and then bam he's like...oh this is a good book plot.